Project Youngin - Mad That I’m Rich lyrics

[Intro] (Ayy, No Limit, keep that sh*t goin') (Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em) [Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem] I want more properties, like fu*k that poverty 'cause we done made it out They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this sh*t Main ni**a, I promise I won't owe a thing to a b*tch Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad thеy don't hit They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich I know thеy mad that I'm rich (Ayy, that lil' Project Youngin, man, can't tell me nothing, man) Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich [Verse 1: Project Youngin] Ayy, they act like they mad 'cause I made it out the streets Biography, I ain't do nothing but take my life and put it on this beat I had to go and get them grams 'cause that was the only way to eat And any ni**a 'round me can't be down, I'll put 'em all on they feet They only get one time to fu*k up with a ni**a I don't fu*k with one time, can't put my trust in no ni**a, nah Too many sleepless nights and sacrifices I made for the gang It hurt me to my heart when I'm one hundred to a ni**a that changed Like I be doing sh*t for ni**as and they don't do the same I hate when ni**as think that sh*t expected, I don't owe a thing This sh*t ain't happen overnight, I prayed for this lifestyle Even though they ain't expect it, I was made for the lifestyle [Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem] I want more properties, like fu*k that poverty 'cause we done made it out They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this sh*t Main ni**a, I promise I won't owe a thing to a b*tch Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich I know they mad that I'm rich Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich [Verse 2: FCG Heem] Know they hate to see me shining and sh*t If them boys play with us, it's gon' be sirens and sh*t Want your jewelry back, hit me, I know the robbers and sh*t Won't front and y'all ni**as, they dying for dollars and sh*t Can't believe they really kept my ni**a for some chump change Ten racks, I could've gave him that sh*t on his birthday Twenty-some floors up and I still smell them pissy hallways We won't see eviction letters again, foreigns in the driveway I don't like people that treat you different when you famous Youngin rolling, I remember last year, I was nameless Still be in my hood 'til I die, I ain't changing Name ring a bell, make sure they remember what my name is [Chorus: Project Youngin & FCG Heem] I want more properties, like fu*k that poverty 'cause we done made it out They can't compare to me and tryna be a better me, all I'm thinking 'bout I just want the money, baby, you can keep the problems Feels so much better when you make it from the bottom Them people counted me out like I wasn't made for this sh*t Main ni**a, I promise I won't owe a thing to a b*tch Them boys know if they slide, I'd be mad they don't hit They see my face on billboards, I know they mad that I'm rich I know they mad that I'm rich Oh, I know they mad that I'm rich